Shang Lingxiao's handwriting is beautiful, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing.

After signing the contract, the contract is considered to be officially reached.

Both sides need to do their own work.

After the group photo, the staff came in and said respectfully to Bo Xingzhi, "Bo Shao, a luncheon was arranged at noon in the Osmanthus Hall in Building 4."

Bo Xingzhi glanced at the people in front of him indifferently, with a domineering look of the world, "Please move to the Osmanthus Hall of Building 4, a rich lunch is waiting for everyone."

"You are polite."

"The Osmanthus Hall has an elegant environment and is very good."

"Yes! Let's go."

Jin Aimi smiled beautifully, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Bo Xingzhi and stretched out her hands towards him, "Bo Shao, it's better than me..."

She tried to hold her arm, but the man subconsciously took a step back and hid.

"Miss Jin please."

After speaking, he took Song Yan and left without looking back.

Jin Aimi's face changed with anger, and she stomped her feet and had to follow her.

She did not forget to tell her assistant, "I want a copy of the group photo just now."

The assistant was taken aback, "Oh, good."

She looked at the silly assistant distractedly, "What are you doing in a daze? Go ahead!"

When she took a photo with Bo Xingzhi, Shang Lingxiao and others, she stood beside Bo Xingzhi, deliberately showing an intimate and ambiguous smile on her face.

With this photo, it is really a good opportunity.

Thinking in her heart, she couldn't help the irritability that had been swept away, but walked directly towards the elevator.

The group of people just got into another elevator, and she was standing there waiting for the elevator in front of her.

After a while, the elevator opened with a "ding", and she walked in with high heels. When the elevator door was about to close slowly, a hand suddenly stretched out and she sensed that the elevator door reopened again.

Shang Lingxiao stepped in with a slightly wet palm, and he glanced at Jin Aimi's thin lips, "I didn't expect to meet Miss Jin again after going to the bathroom."

Jin Aimi maintained the most basic politeness to him, whether he was lukewarm or cold, "Young Master Shang, after you came to Country M, didn't your wife and children come to live together?"

This is a question, it really means which pot is not opened and which pot is to be lifted.

But Shang Lingxiao did not shy away from this topic. He said faintly, "Miss Jin seems to like hearsay that neither children nor women belong to me."

"Really? So it seems that Young Master Shang is still the fifth king of diamonds? This..." Jin Aimi looked at Shang Lingxiao in surprise, didn't he say that he has a woman and a son?

how is this possible……

is single?

Or is he not going to admit that child? Want that child to be an illegitimate child forever?

But also, rich people, wanting to have a few illegitimate children and a mistress is normal.

After Jin Ami figured this out, she was a little bit strange.

Shang Lingxiao suddenly approached Jin Aimi, and his big palm confined her between the elevator and her arms. The man’s ambiguous breath brushed her eyes and lips, "Miss Jin, you look so beautiful, do you need a perfect one? What about the suitor?"

Jin Aimi couldn't help frowning, she stretched out her hand to pull on Shang Lingxiao's tie, and smiled playfully, "Young Master Shang, are you recommending yourself?"

It's a pity that she doesn't like him at all!

Compared with Bo Xingzhi, Shang Lingxiao was far behind her in her heart.

At this moment, the elevator reached the first floor.

Shang Lingxiao let go of Jin Aimi and stepped out of the elevator, followed by Jin Aimi.

The two then walked forward side by side, and Jin Aimi's assistant came after him out of breath, "Miss, it's already here as you ordered."

Jin Aimi nodded in satisfaction, "Good job."

The Osmanthus Hall in Building No. 4 is just around the corner, but it's about a hundred meters away.

From time to time in the courtyard came the muddy smell after snow showers, and the road was cleaned very clean.

Jin Aimi wore a beige cashmere coat, but he could not withstand the severe cold of the winter.

Shang Lingxiao smiled and took off his suit jacket and put it on her, "Miss Jin still needs to keep warm."

Jin Aimi frowned but did not refuse. Shang Lingxiao's reaction was the reaction of a normal man after seeing her. She really enjoyed the feeling of being pampered by a man.

She smiled like a smile, "Thank you, Shao Shang for your kindness."

Fortunately, the distance was very close, and I soon arrived at the Osmanthus Hall.

The Osmanthus Hall, as the name suggests, is a restaurant with the theme of osmanthus, and it can also be regarded as one of the banquet halls of the Presidential Palace.

Not only many dishes are related to sweet-scented osmanthus, but the layout and decoration also echo the sweet-scented osmanthus.

The whole restaurant is full of atmosphere.

As soon as Jin Aimi stepped in, he saw Bo Xingzhi sitting on the main table. He was sitting on the main seat, and there was an empty place next to Shang Lingxiao's, and Jin Aimi was next to Shang Lingxiao.

Jin Aimi was a little upset, because Bo Xingzhi was not on the other side of her position either.

It's Song Yan!

Why is she not worthy of sitting next to Bo Xingzhi?

If you knew it, you should come here earlier.

She was a little annoyed, but she still sat openly.

Shang Lingxiao also sat down and took off his coat from Jin Aimi.

Everyone was a human being, and this scene was immediately swept up.

Bo Xingzhi just didn't see it, and he really didn't pay attention.

He glanced at the other tables and found that almost everyone was seated. He immediately asked Song Yan to order the waiter to serve.

He doesn't have much time here to talk with Jin Aimi and Chairman Xi.

The chefs in Osmanthus Hall are very quick, and delicious dishes are quickly served.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, as well as the fragrance of food, which makes people can't help but move their index fingers.

Jin Aimi looked at the cold and abstinent handsome face of Bo Xingzhi who was sitting in the main seat, and thought that this was an excellent opportunity.

I couldn't help but stretched out my foot and gently wrapped it around the man's calf, and rubbed it lightly. The seduce in there was simply not too obvious.

However, what she didn't expect was that when she was about to rub her a second time, the man's foot slammed on her high-heeled foot, and she almost smashed the back of her instep.

She couldn't help but "sizzle" softly in pain, and her face became pale and pale.

Shang Lingxiao gave her a puzzled look, "What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable in any way?"

Jin Aimi retracted her almost crushed foot, only to cry out.

But there are so many people here, she dare not.

She could only endure the pain of meat cutting with a strong smile, "It's okay, I accidentally kicked the chair with my foot. It hurts a bit."

"Why are you so careless? Would you like to ask a doctor to come and have a look?" Shang Lingxiao continued to say with concern.

"It's okay." Jin Aimi shook her head awkwardly.

Shang Lingxiao continued to look at her, "Your forehead is sweating, is it really painful?"

Grass! Can you stop asking? Jin Aimi snarled wildly in her heart, but didn't dare to attack, so she could only bite the bullet and continue to say, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

"I respect you all for this cup. I hope that the future cooperation will be happy and the project will be completed smoothly." Bo Xingzhi didn't care about Jin Aimi so much. Seeing that the food was almost ready, he directly raised the glass and said to everyone present.

He got up together, and everyone got up.

Jin Aimi's feet hurt so much that she couldn't stand up at all, but she couldn't help but stand up, so... She stood up even after enduring the painful pain.

The feet must be swollen! 100%!

Be thin! You scumbag! Are you stomping on my feet as trotters?

She cursed Bo Xing for thousands and hundreds of times in her heart.

It’s just that a glass of wine doesn’t need to be drunk for so long, right?

She thought everyone just sat down for a drink, but what she didn't expect was that Bo Xingzhi started to toast one by one!

She almost fainted in darkness!

Such a table of No. one or twenty, how long does it have to be respectful?

Everyone didn't sit down. If she sat down, she would appear so abrupt, so uneducated and polite.

She was almost dizzy.

on purpose!

The thin line is absolutely deliberate!

Jin Ami was so angry that she almost died on the spot.

She could only pray silently in her heart and hurriedly end this session, so that she could sit down and rest her poor feet.

However, things backfired.

Every person who toasted Bo Xingzhi would say these two scenes, and the other side would reply again.

One or two minutes passed.

So one or twenty...

When they finally met Jin Aimi and Shang Lingxiao, the pain on Jin Aimi's forehead was already covered with crystal beads of sweat.

She was almost out of strength to speak.

I didn't have the energy to cherish and Bo Xingzhan's opportunity to toast so close, I hurriedly drank a glass of wine and quickly sat down.

When the **** touched the chair, she almost didn't collapse.

Bo Xingzhi glanced at her indifferently, humming inwardly.

This kind of self-defeating woman must be punished well and let her know what a sense of proportion is!

He didn't feel any guilt in his heart, nor did he feel any discomfort.

A woman who tried to replace Xiao Su, he had already given the Jin family face without a knife.

When Shang Lingxiao saw Bo Xingzhi walk up to him, there was a faint vicious air in his eyes, "Brother, we brothers don't have to be so polite."

Bo Xingzhi's expression was faint, "If I disrespect you for a drink, maybe you will say that you are not in my eyes. Drink it."

Too lazy to have too much nonsense with Shang Lingxiao.

After a few words, the brothers took their seats.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention, Jin Ai-mi gently lifted her dying foot and touched it with her hand, which didn't matter.

Her whole body is not good.

The instep was swollen like steamed buns.

She wanted to cry without tears.

It will take a week if I go home and lie in bed for ten days...

The more she thought about it, the more wronged and sad. What is it that I did not do well? Bo Xingzhi wants to be so cruel to her?

The more she thought about it, the more unconvinced, she must tell daddy after she went back, let daddy vent her anger.

Thinking of this, she took up the chopsticks and started to eat. Fortunately, the dishes in this sweet-scented osmanthus hall were good.

By the time the banquet was over, it was already an hour later, Jin Ami stood up with a trembling body, but she no longer had the swaying posture she had before.